Chapter 170

Clara's POV

Every Father's Day, I'd pretend it didn't exist so I wouldn't think about it. I wish you had told me something." I paused.

I painted my mother as the villain who never wanted me to know my father. I would have preferred she had told me. So she wouldn't have to share all that hurt alone.

I still had one final question, the one I'd chosen to ignore and perhaps the most important one. I took a deep breath as I gathered my thoughts. Was I ready for the answer? I've seen you before; where was it?" I asked.

Suddenly, he had a hesitant look. "We met briefly that day at the hotel. With my daughter." He finally answered.

He didn't need to say anything else. I knew it.

Madison's father was also my dad!

Of all things, I was hoping that I would be wrong this time.

"This is too much for me right now. I need to breathe." I said, getting up from my seat.

"Are you sure? We can talk about it." Mom asked.

"I need to process everything," I answered.

I left the room and struggled up the stai